Tumbling

“It is so hard to sleep alone,”

whispers the girl to her teddy bear,

clutched fiercely to her chest.

She has always slept alone

But tonight she cannot sleep

because there is no body next to hers,

no back to curl up to

no hand to rest upon her shoulder

no sound of steady breathing beside her.

She lays awake endlessly,

never moving, hardly breathing

motionless tears burning behind her eyelids.

Eventually she will sleep,

And her teddy bear will tumble to the floor,

And she will awake more cold and alone than before.

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